Shopping for a princess is morally right!
Indeed, Waquier hasn't eaten a minion for a long time... and he gradually realized that the minions have other feelings besides serving the dragon... but it is the dragon's duty to catch the princess! He sometimes eats it too Manlin, just don’t eat his minions!
He is not a livestock farmer!
"...you mean Grandpa?" Shark Jambe asked Manlin Victor, and the two men stayed together for the entire voyage out of the Triangle. In the midday sun, sharks on the ocean floor guide the boat through reefs and currents.
"Have you heard of him?" replied his friend Victor, completely unaware of Winkel's existential crisis.
"The lost treasure of Grandrak is a famous legend on the Dagger Coast. It attracts adventurers and treasure hunters from time to time. Not that they have any chance of finding it."
The mention of a pile of treasure brought Winkle out of his existential depression. "Indeed, Grandpa is a bit..." Maggot struggled to find a word that wouldn't disparage the inventor of the Princess Hunt. "senescence".
"Do dragons age with age?" asked Manlin Victor, clearly afraid that his beloved master would forget him.
"It's not age," protested Fankle. It seems that the noble dragons grow weaker with age instead of getting stronger! "The curse of the princess's magician lover. As if a princess wouldn't want to be shown off as a priceless treasure!"
"Yeah, that's weird," Victor said sarcastically, clearly horrified.
"Grandpa Grams suffered one of the greatest humiliations known to the Dragons," Winkle said. "He forgot the location of his first treasures...including his favorite princess! She must have grown into a queen by now!"
"Why do you say no one can find it?" Manlin Victor asked Jambe.
"Because I know where it is," the shark replied. "Unless they're flying dragons, they're not going to claim it anytime soon."
A flying lair for hoards? Why didn't Fankle think of that?! "Minion, we're going to stop there on our way to El Dorado to retrieve the lost treasure."
"Return it to its original owner?"
"Of course not. An abandoned treasure that all dragons are free to claim for themselves."
"There might be a weapon in there that we could use against Wota
. " said Manlin Victor, always so conscientious.
You have left the [Devil's Triangle]. Field effects are eliminated.
"At last!" Winkle's minister mused, crossing his arms. Dragon believes he contacted the Whisperers through his [Crimson Research] skill.
The dragon left his servant to do his duty, watching the sea until they finally reached a huge tropical island. The natives built a huge harbor on the coast, the largest Winkel had ever seen. Hundreds, perhaps more, of ships similar to the Piggy Bank II anchored there, while a swarm of ships formed a defensive line around the bay.
Even from a distance, Vai
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Also smell the wonderful smells coming from this place: spices, meat, elves, and most importantly, plenty of gold!
"This is Dennar Harbor," Shark Jambe said. "The worst place in Ortmund. If you have half a soul, you can't trade there."
Winkle soon realized why the natives had fallen so far that they corrupted the institution of slavery. The excess gold corrupted them, and without dragons as tribute, they were carried away by their wealth.
So Fankel will help them out.
"Well, as expected, a commotion ensued after we lost contact, but Jules 'dealt' with it," Manlin Victor said after waking up from his trance. "Our army has been expanded with a hundred sentient zombies, fifty-five ghosts, and a Penang Garan."
"Pe
awhat?"
"Your Majesty doesn't want to know."
"Then, Manling Victor, you should announce my presence to these sea farmers in Port Dennell and order them to obey my imperial authority. Tell them that I am bringing dragon civilization as a 'minion liberator' Yes, this is non-negotiable."
"You should use a pirate nickname to induce fear," Jajambi suggests. "These mammals only value strength and whiskers."
"That's ridiculous," Winkle replied. "Advanced creatures have scales and no hair."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Manlin Victor, tired from the journey, replied sarcastically.
"He's not wrong." Jia jambe shrugged as if it was a problem.
Long thought about a suitable name and finally settled on one. "Then declare that from now on I am Goldenbeard Vink, the Emperor of the Pirate Sea."
"As your Majesty wishes. An amplified voice." Manlin Victor finished the spell, his words now echoing across the sea.
"People of Dennarport!" I am Victor Dalton, Grand Chancellor of the V&V Empire, Ishfania and the Alban Mountains! Your Majesty, the Great Dragon, the Golden-bearded Knight, the Emperor of the Pirate Sea and The liberator of the minions has come to conquer your city and free all the slaves!"
"Tell them to give me all their gold too," Winkle said. "For the safety of the baby coin."
“The Empire will also charge a one-time gold tribute in exchange for bringing you dragon civilization! Think of those little coins! Little coins!”
"I'm going to give them a few hours to surrender," Long decided, feeling merciful.
"I guess we won't have to wait that long...and they don't seem to want a dragon civilization either."
Manlin Victor pointed at the defensive boundary of the battleships, and all the battleships moved towards the Piggy Bank II. Vai
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Distant gunshots are heard, and black orbs are seen landing in the water near their own ship.
Cannonballs. How quaint.
"Then I'm going to give these pirates a taste of my power," Winkle announced, deciding to start with his weakest ability. "(Feng Shui)!"
Feng Shui activated! Field type: Ocea
.
Effect: (tsunami)!
． ． ．
"Minion, what is the tsunami?"
His minister had no time to answer because his Pe
k is activated first.
Under the influence of Fankel's magic, the water suddenly rose, just below the ships that would harm him. A huge wall of water sent five of them high into the sky, then flew toward the rest, higher and higher. Vankel's attack destroyed everything in its path, rising to a height of forty feet.
"Oh, cruel!" Shark Jambe relished seeing this horrific sight. "The wrath of Father Dagon is upon us!"
Winkle looked up proudly, pleased with the result.
But the waves did not hit the fleet.
As it continued toward the harbor, threatening to destroy it, Manlin Victor turned to his master in panic. "Stop, stop, stop!"
"(Feng Shui)!" Fankel raised his arms and unleashed all his magical power to stave off destruction. His efforts slowed the tsunami but failed to drive it away.
"[Demon Arcana]," Manlin Victor cast the spell on his master. "(Misunderstood Genius)!"
The [Elemental] spell has been strengthened!
Your intelligence increases by two stages!
"Seaga
dium!" shouted Winkle, and the waves bowed to his whims. The dragon stretched out its arms, split the tsunami in two, and fell down.
Surrendering to his magic, the sea expanded. There is a dry path in front of "Storage Tank II", exposing coral reefs, corals and shipwrecks on the seabed. The two halves of the ocean were separated only by Winkle's power.
"Ha, it worked!" said the dragon gloatingly, while the shark whistled at his navigation. He saved his new colony from his own spell!
"I think your Majesty has just finished a Moses," replied Manling Victor, who was astonished at his master's strength.
Fankel had no idea what a Moses was, but it sounded great.
Congratulations! For surviving Wotan's storm, bringing the wrath of Motha nature to these puny pirates, improving your Feng Shui, and destroying an entire city-state's army with a single spell, you earned a [Feng Shui Master] level !
+20 sp, +1 ski, +1 agi, +1 i
t, +1 cha, +1 lack.
"Minions, I've leveled up!" Vai
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joy. "You'll bring me a new (Hero Badge) soon!"
"Your Majesty, where is that city?"
"Tell them that this tsunami is the first plague of Wankel, to punish them for the crimes they committed against the dragon civilization." "The second one is the plague of fire... I don't need to send the third one!" "
Finally, after the sea returned to normal, the crew landed in the city, where the authorities immediately sued for peace. The crew planted Mu on the tallest building
mu
i
flag, the Empire won its first colony.
Winkle used his [Golden Path] to open a portal back to Mervyn, splitting space in half and allowing his minions to cross the ocean. When Joris emerged from the portal as the first immigrant, the ghoul looked around at the wreckage of the pirate fleet floating near the harbor, rubbed his hands, and said something that would later become famous.
"I can handle this."
"You will," Winkle replied, standing on a pile of magical items that his victims had thrown into the sea. "Because I will rename this newly conquered place 'Port Wankel' from now on." In the eyes of the old monster maggot, slavery and piracy are sins and should be banned. One day, I will split the ocean again, and all slaves will cross the sea and reach the promised land of Silent Forest; before you, all servants are equal. Now, go make me some money. "
In this way, the dragon civilization came to the New World, heralding the end of the golden age of slavery. Jambe demands the head of a wealthy slave trader as payment for his services as a guide, while Vai
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Also agreed, as long as he leads them to the lost G
a
d
ake tribe.
Seven years in an evil school desensitizes one to a lot of things.
Afterwards, Victor spent the whole day recovering the corpses thrown to the shore by Vankel's waves, spraying them with the blood of his [Black Holy Grail], or helping Jules and his Necromancers resurrect the tradition of undead. As usual, Winkle was just prowling the city looking for gold.
"Arise, my boy." Victor spreads black blood over the corpse of a pirate, and his magic brings the body back to life...or an illusion. Interestingly, almost everyone in Pirate City is destined to go to Happy Land.
"I...I'm still alive..." The pirate, a rat beast, looked up at Victor and couldn't believe it. "Who are you……"
"I'm not Jesus, I'm not Mithras, I'm not Death, or any of the gods you want to name." Victor interrupted. Why is everyone asking this? “Did you see that scythe?”
"I was going to say Okonu," the man said, looking at the wreck on the shore. "Is this Japan?"
The minister frowned. "No. No, it's not."
"Oh." The pirate sounded disappointed. "Then can you kill me again?" Maybe it will be useful next time. "
Victor remained silent, then pointed to a round metal car made by dwarves, its legs pressing against the harbor pavement. On the surface, the machine looks like a cross between a tank and a spider, with a heavy cannon and speakers on its back.
“There must be class equality and gender equality!” Mabrod shouted through a loudspeaker as machines patrolled the docks. “Accept mediocrity or be wiped out! We’re here to help!”
"Is that a cart?" the undead asked, before rushing towards it to die. "sweet!"
By now, Victor didn't care. He simply moved on to the next body, silently praying that this body would not worship the mysterious order of the new world.
Congratulations! As Scholoma
ce’s valedictorian, speaking with Wota
Survive the king's meeting, help your master control his magic, and then raise a massive army of the undead as you fight in the prestigious Weathe
make
] Gained a level in the class! You received the [Demon Archmage I] career buff.
+30 hp, 10 sp, +1 st
, +1 vit, +2 i
t, +1 cha, +2 lack.
[Demon Archmage 1]: You can learn and cast spells one level above your current level. You can also learn and cast spells with the [Evil], [Demon], and [Weather] traits, but only those at or below your current tier; if they belong to a unique school of magic, you will be considered To comply with other requirements.
So he can use tier 7 spells? Sweet! The stat bonuses don’t look too shabby either!
"I see you enjoy your new course." The goddess Camilla appeared in a puff of smoke beside him, observing the harbor with interest. “I felt a powerful influx of witchcraft and realized I had underestimated it.”
Underrated? They nearly sunk Jamaica! “It would be great if you could help me raise these people.”
"There's only so much I can do without having Mithras and other gods knocking on my door," she said, sounding like she genuinely felt sorry for the burden of her chosen one. "The good thing is, you should gain experience, although not enough to move to the next level."
Victor hoped this mess would be resolved soon. He doubted that a new level would have an impact on King Wotan.
Camilla seemed to notice his pain and gave him a bag full of scrolls. "These spells are important for your profession, especially [weather]," said the goddess. "If you master them, combined with Winkle's own (geeng shui master) abilities, you can have an advantage against the fairy lords."
"I have a very important question about this." Victor became serious. "Do imitators have a hierarchy?"
"I don't know," the goddess replied, her tone as dull as his. "Sabra has kept their activities invisible to me and his followers have started flocking to Prydan. This worries me."
Worried enough to notify Victor directly. "What advice?"
"Give your [Black Holy Grail] to the High Priest of the Taten Empire south of the Dagger Coast." the goddess replied. "In order to get the opportunity to study, after learning that I like you both, he should provide help. Not only to reach the Golden Kingdom, but also to help you fight against the orcs."
"If Vaikl doesn't fight Fulibon on the way there."
"The lich arrived in the Golden City a few days ago." Camilla said almost absently. "I don't think he's going to leave either."
